Janto oneshots

Men in tight shorts

"I'm cooooolllldddd" jack whined dragging out the last word. Ianto looked at him in amusement as he wrapped his coat tighter around himself and shivered for effect. They were queuing outside the rugby stadium, waiting to take their seats. Ianto's heart softened and he pulled the scarf off of his neck and wrapped it around jack's. "There you are... be good yeah? For me?" He said as he placed a hand on jacks face. Jack smirked "no promises" but he would try, after all ianto had begged him to come.

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"Oh jack please" ianto begged, placing the two tickets he had been brandishing on the captains desk. He always loved going to rugby games, his dad used to take him when he was a child up until he was about fifteen. They were really the only times that his father was relatively nice to him. Ianto assumed that his dad thought it would make him interested in sports and it did, in a way. Unlike most boys Ianto was not inspired to play the sport, instead he found himself wanting to learn about it. Eventually jack had agreed to accompany him, the downside was ianto now owed him a drink and two packs of jelly babies.

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Jacks attempt to behave ended just fifteen minutes later when they took their seats. "Ianto.... my face is numb" he moaned. Ianto huffed as he turned to face jack "it's not the cold cariad..." his voice trailed off slightly at the end and his annoyed expression turned to an affectionate one, jacks lips had morphed into an adorable pout no normal person should be able to pull off but then again, jack wasn't any normal person. Jack would have shifted closer to ianto for warmth but he knew the Welshman didn't particularly like to broadcast his relationship. That's why jack was surprised when ianto smiled and leant forward, kissing the immortal first on the tip of his ice cold nose and second on his lips pulling him forward by his coat. "Better?" Ianto smirked at the blushing captain. Jack nodded, flustered.

By the time they were a quarter way through the game jack had taken to his own way of enjoying it. While Ianto grumbled about the many minuscule rules broken by the other team, jack intently watched the muscular men running round in tight shorts. But jack was stubborn and he wouldn't let ianto have the satisfaction of knowing the captain was enjoying himself.

Just before half time ianto felt jacks hand come to rest on his thigh. It was most distracting. "Jack" ianto warned attempting to distract the captain with a quick kiss. "But yan I'm bored" jack whined, hedging his bets as he rested his head on Ianto's shoulder. He heard a woman mutter something about a waste of two attractive young men and turned to glare at her. For one part she wasn't wrong ianto was looking rather attractive today. The Welshman had swapped out his usual suit for a rugby top and a pair of jeans. He had been wearing a jacket over the top but that was now serving as a blanket to sit on. Ianto never trusted seats used by the public. Jack wasn't blind he noticed how the rugby top hugged Ianto's toned body in all the right places. Ianto had shaped up well since becoming a field agent. Not that jack cared of course, ianto would always be perfect in his eyes. He turned to glare at the woman a second time for good measure before turning back to the game.

When half time came the excitement of the game left ianto for a while and he suddenly realised just how cold it was that day. He suppressed a shiver but jack, always alert when it came to Ianto, noticed. He moved away from the younger man for a second standing to slip off his coat. He turned the long coat sideways and sat close to Ianto as he draped it over both their bodies. Jack's hand resumed its spot on Ianto's thigh and began to move further up as the game started again. Ianto shifted and gave  jacks hand a small tap "behave" he scolded in a teasing voice. Ianto turned to jack and sighed, there was that pout again. "If I behave .... what do I get?" Ianto leant in close to jack "a reward" he replied in a low and uncharacteristically flirty voice smiling as jacks cheeks coloured for the second time that day, he had succeeded in his mission. Ianto's patted jacks knee "right, now shut up and let me watch the game". Jack huffed, but from then on out he was as good as gold. Well, as good as gold for jack harkness that is. He had soon chosen his favourite player (or rather, the most attractive player). He decided he quite liked rugby, after all who wouldn't like to watch attractive men tackle each other to the ground.

However, jack being jack soon got bored of ogling the players and turned to his favourite pass time. Ianto. Not kissing ianto or touching ianto, though he did rather enjoy that too. He just liked watching ianto. Jack didn't care that he was already familiar with every aspect of the Welshman he still liked to study him. Jack often thought that if ianto jones had been a class at school then he would have passed with flying colours. There was something different about ianto when he was watching the game though. Jack loved how Ianto's trained eyes followed the ball as it traveled down the pitch. He loved how ianto groaned in frustration when the other team got a point and cheered when his team scored. Jack was almost disappointed when the game ended because it meant he could no longer watch ianto. Still, Ianto's team had won and that meant ianto was happy which was all that mattered to jack.

As they left the stadium ianto began to speak to jack "what did you think?" He asked with all the enthusiasm of a small child. Jack shrugged not quite hiding his smile but still not wanting to give ianto full satisfaction, he still had a reputation to keep. "It was all right" he said matter of factly. Truth was he had loved it, sure maybe not for the same reason ianto did (he assumed ianto proffered the game to the men in tight shorts) but he still loved it and he especially loved how happy it made ianto. Ianto slapped jacks arm playfully as he chuckled at the immortals terrible attempt to remain indifferent, trying not to let jacks coat slip from where it was still draped around both their shoulders. They reached the SUV and ianto climbed into the passengers seat with a yawn taking jacks coat with him and using it like a blanket. "I was thinking" he began as jack got into the drivers seat "instead of going to a restaurant we could get a takeaway and have it back at ours". Jack have an amused smirked as he started the engine "back at ours?" He questioned. Ianto blushed, realising what he just said "I mean ... mine ... if you want to come back there" he babbled, jack smiled affectionately at him "relax I basically live there anyway I think it's time we called it ours .... don't you?" He pulled out of the parking space and made off towards the nearest Chinese takeaway. Ianto smiled into jacks coat he didn't think he'd ever been happier.